Ace of Divine Doctor

Soul river!

The blood river is billowing and flowing westward. This endless Blood River has lost 200 million people's lives for tens of thousands of years. This is only a rough estimate. In fact, the real number is far more than these 200 million people.

On the river, a group of experts fly fast, and Yang Feng is the leader.

He took his strong men and the strong men of Purdue gate to fly on the boundless evil spirit and the soul river full of resentment. They risked their lives to destroy the soul River and avoid the recurrence of tragedies.

They are not afraid of life and death, in order to save the spirit emperor and save the world.

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They are not afraid of life and death. Everyone wants to live. No one wants to die, but someone has to do something.

They must be the first to stand up for the world and resist the emperor.

Blood river waves, soul River cries, thousands of souls cry, and hundreds of millions of resentments have nowhere to complain.

Boom, boom!

The waves of blood, rolling sound like a sad song.

Looking at the boundless soul River, Yang Feng showed a strong murderous spirit in his eyes. He finally understood why his father gave up the executive leader of the life and Death Gate, because his father didn't want to be a tiger. He finally understood why his father wanted to establish the nether world, because he didn't want the tragedy of soul River to continue for thousands of years.

There was boundless evil Qi in front and powerful Wu Zhetian approaching, but Yang Feng still didn't want to retreat. He didn't want to escape.

If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to enter the soul river next time.

He can't let the ancient curse King sacrifice in vain. The ancient curse King endured humiliation and burden for 20 years is to achieve himself for today.

In Taotao's Blood River, there are many grievances, but although these grievances are strong, they dare not get close to Yang Feng and others.

Before his death, the ancient curse king said that as long as he found the seal of the soul River, he could break the soul river. Yang Feng quickly exerted his spiritual power. With the strength of his ideas, he could see the autumn cents within a thousand miles.

WOW!

Yang Feng's spiritual power covered thousands of miles in an instant. He saw a soul river ahead. A mountain grew at the bottom of the river. The mountain was like an ancient seal, glittering with blood.

Soul River seal!

"The seal of the soul river is ahead. We'll quickly go over and destroy it." Yang Feng said seriously.

"OK."

Feng Dong nodded. He was so murderous that his veins soared all over him, because after entering the soul River, he was in the same mood as Yang Feng when he saw the Taotao Blood River and thousands of grievances. Countless grievances around, like dense fireflies, fluttered over the blood river.

And all this in front of us is just the tip of the iceberg of the soul river.

"No, they're coming."

Xia Meng's master's look changed greatly, because he felt a strong breath and came like a torrent of steel. These people must be the top ten life and death masters of Wu Zhetian and the gate of life and death. Their strength is stronger than the blood demon king and the ancient curse king.

Boom!

Boom!

At one end of the blood River, the mighty Qi galloped like a violent storm, as if to roll up this piece of China.

"Boss, what should I do?" Zhang Wu asked in fear.

"Woo woo!"

In the small space, Xiao Hei was so frightened that he said, "brother, no, those people are really powerful. Before I get close, I feel threatened by death."

Even Xiao Hei, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, is scared to cry.

Click!

Click!

On the soul River, Yang Feng clenched his fist and said, "Feng Dong, Zhang Wu, Xia Meng Lord, you speed to destroy the seal of the soul river. I'll stay to block Wu Zhetian and others."

"Sect leader, you can't support yourself alone." Feng Dong worried.

"In order to destroy the seal of the soul River, for the resurrection of the spirit emperor and for the world, we can only fight. Life and death depends on the will of heaven." Yang Feng is ready to sacrifice, because sometimes he must dare to pay for life and death. Just as his father knew that he would die, he also wanted to launch the battle of the Ninth Heaven.

"Lord Yang, I'll stay and help you." Xia alliance leader's dignified way.

"OK."

Yang Feng nodded. With the help of Xia Meng Lord, his pressure will be reduced a lot.

"Feng Dong, Zhang Wu, you lead the ten strong ones in the realm of Yuanshen to rush to the seal of the soul River quickly, and then destroy it regardless of everything." Yang Feng said anxiously.

Hoo Hoo!

On the blood River, the bloody wind kept blowing. In the wind, Feng Dong looked at Yang Feng with deep eyes. He had never been so dignified.

"Master, take care." A few seconds later, Feng Dong's low voice came.

"Boss, take care, boss. Don't worry. Even if I die, I won't surrender to Wu Zhetian, because I Zhang Wu was just a little gangster. If I can achieve today, I'll be worth dying." Zhang Wu, a little gangster, is very principled in the face of major right and wrong.

"Zhang Wu."

Looking at this little brother who has been following him for the longest time, Yang Feng patted him on the shoulder and said, "you're good. Go."

"Master, take care."

"Take care, boss."

Whoosh!

Feng Dong and Zhang Wu, with ten strong Yuanshen realm, quickly galloped towards the seal of the soul river. Yang Feng stood in the void above the soul river. Looking at the back of those brothers who left, he felt a little bitter and followed him. The brothers suffered and didn't enjoy a good life.

"Ha ha!"

Alliance leader Xia smiled and said, "Lord Yang, the battle of the soul river will become the second battle of the Ninth Heaven. The only regret is that I didn't help you. Instead, I took the people of the military alliance to deal with the netherworld together."

"The battle of the Ninth Heaven, the battle of the Ninth Heaven, the battle of the soul River, the battle of the soul River, the vast China, who dominates, who saves all sentient beings."

"The battle of the Ninth Heaven, the battle of the Heavenly Emperor, the battle of the soul River, and the battle of the spirit emperor. If you have a heart for the world, you dare to be the first in the world."

Whew!

Yang Feng waved his right hand and quickly held the Xuanyuan sword in his hand. He was as fierce as a god of war.

"Brothers, are you afraid?" Yang Feng shouted.

"No fear, no fear."

Behind him, there were ten strong people in the realm of Yuanshen, shouting with righteous indignation.

"Are you afraid of death?" Yang Feng continued to ask.

"If I die in battle, don't bury me. The earth is a coffin, the sky is a cover, and the sun, moon and stars are with me."

"If I die in battle, don't bury me. Ask the heaven, where is the way of heaven, and where is the way of the king."

On the bloody River, the experts of Pudu gate shouted with one voice.

"Ha ha!"

Yang Feng smiled and said, "if we really die in the war, we have no sky above and no earth below, only the blood River, because if we die in the war, we have no face to face the sky and the earth."

Boom!

Boom!

The strong breath came as fast as the wind and rain, and fell as the river of nine days. Then, Wu Zhetian came like a God with the top ten experts of life and death and the three elders of life and death.

Wu Zhetian, dressed in yin-yang robes, looks like the ancient god of war, and the top ten life and death masters behind him are filled with the Qi of life and death.

coming!

Finally!

When Wu Zhetian and others came to the soul River, the choppy blood red and surging blood stopped moving.

"The gate of life and death controls the way of heaven, controls life and death, holds the handle of the world, and is self respecting. Who dares not to obey, those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die."

Wu Zhetian's loud voice, like thunder, rolled over the soul River, shaking the soul river space violently and shaking. His powerful breath also approached Yang Feng like a strong wind. After feeling the power of Wu Zhetian, Yang Feng didn't dare to be careless.

"Yang Feng, you are the only Purdue sect leader. Yang Jiuding's remaining sin. Since you have grown up, you should live your life in accordance with the rules. But you are so bold that you try to defeat the emperor of heaven. You really don't know how to live or die." Wu Zhetian looked like a star and looked at Yang Feng opposite.

"Ha ha!"

In the strong wind, Yang Feng smiled with pride and said, "Wu Zhetian, I've heard of your great name for a long time. Today, I finally saw you. You are really strong. You are the most powerful existence among all the strong people I've seen. Today's battle of the soul river is either you or me."

Buzzing, buzzing!

Xuanyuan sword seemed to feel Yang Feng's war spirit, so it made a "buzzing" sound.

Wu Zhetian's deep eyes just glanced at Xuanyuan sword at will, but he didn't show the color of greed. Then, his eyes looked at Xia Meng master and said, "I'll execute the position of sect master with the gate of life and death and order you to join our camp immediately and kill Pudu gate."

"Ha ha!"

Xia Meng Lord flicked the dust off his clothes, smiled faintly and said, "Wu Zha Tian, you have no right to order me."

"Lord Xia Meng, are you really not afraid of death?" Wu Zhetian asked.

"Twenty years ago, in the battle of the Ninth Heaven, I had to deal with Yang Jiuding in order to protect the people under the door. Therefore, I have been guilty for the past twenty years. Today, twenty years later, I don't want to feel guilty anymore. Therefore, I have officially decided to join Purdue gate." The loud voice of alliance leader Xia came.

"Well, since you want to die, I will help you."

Wu Zhetian's breath surged around him like thunder. He continued to look at Yang Feng and said, "Yang Feng, child, how powerful the nether world was in those years, but it was also destroyed, but you still have wolf ambition. Do you want thousands of people in Pudu gate to be buried with you?"

"All living beings, who dominates, hundreds of millions of dead, who universal." Above the blood red, the sound of Yang Feng came.

"Do you really want to be the enemy of the emperor of heaven and be the master of China yourself, Yang Feng, you are killing yourself." The powerful breath of Wu Zhetian is like a king in the world. It is dignified and powerful. There is no doubt.

"It's not my intention to seal the emperor. I hope the world is peaceful."

It's not my intention to be emperor. I hope the world is peaceful!

Yang Feng's loud voice echoed on the blood river again and again. This is not only his voice, but also the voice of people all over the world.

"What does that mean?" Wu Zhetian asked.

On the blood River, Yang Feng's voice came slowly: "if there is no soul River, if there is no Heavenly Emperor, if there is no curse of the ancient curse country, there will be no Yang Feng."